''What do you mean by you were unable to contact him?'' King Khaled threw the ceramic cup in his hand, making the brightly lit room echo with the sound of glass shattering.His woolly, brown hair that curled to his nape was in a mess together with the big eye bags that hung underneath his eyes.Huffing and puffing, he gritted his teeth as he kicked the table before him.''I want all of them dead.'' He screamed, blood rushing to his face.Owing to sleep deprivation, he had grown thinner, and even his youthful face was now a shadow of his last.His regal embroidery swept through the ground as he walked closer to Zein.''I need that damn caller, what do they all take me for? A joker, huh?''''Your majesty you need to calm down I believe they're on our side,'' Zein muttered, his eyes gazing upward from his bowing position.Antonio had instructed one of his men in the Arctic continent to call Zein, giving him the details of the covert operation issued by Omar.After the call, Zein had fall
Dropping his phone, Zein paced across his room, his fists clenched and his face twisted.The random calls were driving him crazy, and his useless IT experts weren't making things easy.Not even the guys in the national intelligence had been able to track the caller, as it kept linking to the wrong place.And now, the caller issued some subtle threats, which he couldn't share with King Khaled.Gritting his teeth, he let pit a long breath.'Drastic situations require drastic measures.'' He snickered.Grabbing his second phone, he dialled the contact he had been avoiding for a while now, seeing that he was left with no choice.Beep!Beep!Beep!''Why are you calling?'' The familiar, husky voice of Omar rang from the phone.Holding his breath, Zein forced a smile. ''I heard that your men were ambushed in their last operation.''''And?'' Omar replied in a curt tone."Don't you find it fishy, no one knew about this operation if I'm correct, no?'' Zein mumbled.Even he didn't know about it,
''Make King Khaled lose his consciousness.''''What?'' Zein blurred out, confusion riddled in his tone.''Make him unconscious, whatever discreet means you apply is fine.'' The receiver muttered.''What do you want from him? See, I understand that I've not been entirely loyal, but Khaled is just a little boy in his thirties, he has already started realizing his mistakes and even amending them so please -''''Anyone who hears you now wouldn't believe that you just finished speaking with his enemy who's after his life.'' The unknown individual laughed, his laugh biting into Zein's heart.''He's not going to die, at least not from my hand, we need him alive rather than dead,'' he added.''We?'' Zein's eyes perked up, noticing a subtle clue.''None of your business, unless you're tired of living.'' the unknown individual threatened.Gulping his saliva, Zein's fatty face squeezed, releasing a thick breath through his mouth.''Tomorrow is Monday, do that at noon tomorrow, or your call recor
The bathroom door closed as Dr khan stepped out, having relieved himself.He packed his suitcase and double-checked the items in his hands before walking towards the door.However, before he could even walk closer to the office exit, the door flung open as the two military guards barged in, their eyes sweeping across the room.''Your attention is needed.'' One of the military guards spoke, his usual jovial tone gone.''What?'' Started by the sudden intrusion, Dr Khan asked, his eyes arching in confusion.''We will explain everything when we're back, for now, we need to go.'' They didn't even wait for Dr khan to digest the torrent of information before one of them grabbed his arm and matched to the hidden exit of the hospital. There, a black limousine, different from what Dr Khan drove to the hospital entered his vision as he was shoved inside, albeit with less brute.''Can you at least tell me what's going on?'' Dr Khan frowned.''Doctor, with due respect, you have to wait until we
Antonio dragged a chair as he sat beside King Khaled, wearing a calm expression.Alone in the theatre room with no feeling of urgency, Antonio couldn't help but snicker, remembering how he had impersonated Dr khan's identity.On the previous night, he had read almost everything that had to do with his subject. From when he left the house to what he ate or drank in the hospital, even the basic things like his likes and dislikes, or familial relationships.From the data, Antonio found out that Dr Khan would take a cup of coffee every time he went to the hospital before starting his usual routine.And it was this same coffee that set as a keystone for Antonio's plan. With a little tweak, he found a way to add a moderate dose of a diuretic, an agent that stimulated one's need to use the bathroom.Afterwards, Antonio filled the bathroom with the same gaseous sedative that he used on the nurses.A few moments after Dr khan entered the bathroom, inhaling the odourless sedative, his consciou
''What do you really want?'' The question repeated itself in Antonio's head as his expression turned solemn, void of the previous playfulness.''I need access to your national database,'' Antonio uttered in a clear tone.Immediately after his words, King Khaled's eyes widened, leaving his jaw hanging.''Are you kidding me?'' he blurted out, his tone rippling with a myriad of emotions.''You want me to hand over the access to the country's national database?''''In exchange for the end of this coup, in your favour of course.'' Antonio chided in.''NO!'' King Khaled shook his head, replying in a firm tone.''You Dynasties are mere bullies, you think you can just walk in here and use my fatherland's situation against me?'' King Khaled spat out in fury.''Well, you may pretend as though you didn't know about it, but we all know that you're going to lose this war sooner or later.'' Antonio retorted in a calm voice.''While the other two contenders are busy borrowing foreign powers, you're
Elvie's solemn gaze swept across her laptop screen as her fingers sent multiple commands all at once. With a final click, she released a long breath, gulping a mouthful of hot coffee.1%… 25%… 75%…The file she was trying to download kept processing, her heartbeat spiking with every moment that passed. With permission from King Khaled to access the national database, she had been able to circumvent Omar's security, and all she needed to do was wait and complete the file download.…100%Download Successful''Yes.'' Elvie clenched her fist, opening the file.Her eyes narrowed as she gazed through her thin eyeglass, going through the content of the file.The more she went through the content of the file, the more her eyes contorted.'This prick,' she cursed with a twisted expression.Clicking a button on her keyboard, she forwarded the file straight to Antonio.***Antonio's head rested on the soft pillow, his eyes closed as he exchanged deep breaths.Ding!His eyes snapped open, heari
The States presidential villa.Caleb's eyes narrowed, his mouth puffing heavy tobacco smoke.Releasing a long breath, his eyes looked into the person before him with an intent gaze.''That bastard… what does he take himself for?'' He squinted his eyes.''So what if he's the new lord of a Dynasty?'' He smirked.Upon hearing Caleb's statement, the figure present with him in the room remained silent, his eyes dangerously calm, clad in a black long coat and a hat of matching colour.His palms were hidden in black gloves, along with the dark leather boots equipped with knives and other artilleries.Caleb had many thoughts flashing through his head, as he came up with different plans which he could use to get back at Antonio.He had spoken with his grandfather, immediately after the dinner some days back. And the revelation from his grandfather caught him off guard.''Boy, he's no longer a nobody or an easy target that you can't bite back because of some little inconvenience… let him be!''